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The rustling sound is very small, but it is not caused by something crawling. It is the withering of plants or trees. Yes, the sound of rapid withering.

As far as you can see, all the trees in the hundred Li peach forest, or far away, are withering.

As if late autumn suddenly arrived, the color is still dark green, but lost water.

Terror, absolute terror.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

The strange color of the sky is not the desolation of the sky, nor the desolation brought by the lonely smoke in the desert, but a kind of gorgeous, extremely ferocious gorgeous.

Red is like the most moving rouge on a woman's lips, which makes people have an impulse.

Black seems to be a cave with no bottom. If you are not careful, you will get deep into it.

With this strange celestial phenomenon, a faint fragrance came from all directions, dense and open.

Falling flowers with the wind seems to understand what, an old God in the face of a sudden sharp contraction, contraction to let people look at heartache.

In the original kind eyes. It turned out that there was a touch of fear, then spread out, talking hoarse, like a desperate wolf.

"Let's go, he. He has become the immortal skill of the ancestor of green leaf. The autumn wind is bleak." At that moment, the falling flowers were pale with the wind, and their lips were trembling. Such an upright master had no grace, and was ready to flee in confusion.

However, everything is late, is really late.

The colorful light in the sky suddenly disappeared, the earth trembled, and the rumbling sound came from somewhere underground.

Then, rocks flying, dust flying, underground, a shadow rose from the sky, standing on top of the nine days.

That kind of originally light flower fragrance suddenly thickens in an instant, and then covers the land in an instant.

The three thousand elite brought by 3000, as well as most of the disciples of the demon clan, the disciples of Xuantian Valley and Guyue village, instantly turned pale, vomited blood, and lost their fighting ability.

Not only that, everyone's vital signs are slowly disappearing. You can see that there is a spiritual light rising along their heavenly cover and entering the body of that person in the air.

Zhang Xiaojian's whole body light floats, the light of the falling flower tunnel not only covers himself, but also covers her daughter Hongying.

From the mouth of the master of Sha Hun Valley, a dark red shadow appeared on his head. I don't know what it is.

The witch is carefree, her whole body is covered with black mist and her face is cold.

Xiaoqing is covered by a layer of light blue flame and is struggling.

More than 3000 people looked miserable. Although they had spiritual light to protect their bodies, a trace of blood had been revealed at the corners of their mouths.

Although Zhang Xiaojian doesn't know what kind of skill is in the bleak autumn and winter, she can understand some from the terrible expression of falling flowers and the wind. What's more? He said that this is the skill of the ancestors of the green leaf sect, which has never appeared in hundreds of years.

However, in this situation, life and death are on the front line. Begging for mercy is the most ridiculous thing.

The next second, Zhang Xiaojian's whole body golden light suddenly soared, from the top of the head even appeared a seven color light floating lotus.

After the seven color lotus appeared in the air. It turns out to be a fast rotation. Every time it turns, it's a big one.

In an instant, there were several rooms of the size, seven colors and seven kinds of spiritual power, which had already risen to the sky, up to the Ninth Heaven and down to the hall of hell.

At the same time, Sanskrit is singing softly. Let everyone see a picture at the same time.

The sky is clear and white clouds are blooming. On top of the golden clouds, one by one the practitioners with a smile are looking at this place.

When the seven kinds of spiritual powers appeared, they cut off the strange light. Those disciples who could not hold on to them immediately relaxed, as if they had just experienced a great ordeal.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes are clear, like the holy water of Changbai Mountain Tianchi, where there is a little murderous spirit.

In fact, Zhang Xiaojian didn't know that there was a circle of golden light on his head. The light was floating like a Buddha.

Ghost soul they see clearly, in an instant, that kind of solemn and sacred let everyone can't help feeling. prostrate oneself in worship.

Zhang Xiaojian's body was blurred for a while. The next second, she had already appeared on the seven color lotus flower. Her feet were on the lotus flower. She was holding a green bottle in her hand. It's a piece of paper with green leaves.

The fingers moved. A transparent mask has emerged in the air. Above the mask, the rune flows, which turns out to be the Buddha light relic.

At the moment of the appearance of the Buddha light relic, it expanded infinitely and slowly fell down, completely enveloping the evil spirits.

The light of the seven color lotus shrinks and circulates around Zhang Xiaojian's body. It doesn't show how terrible it is. It just has a sense of holiness.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian opposite, a voice cold passed over. He said, "Zhang Xiaojian, don't rely on you to have a few magic weapons to deal with me. Now, Laozi has become the eight successful methods of autumn wind. I see what you can use to compete with me. However, I have a suggestion. If you kneel at my feet, I may spare you from death."Zhang Xiaojian did not listen to Qingye Zun, but slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Qingye Zun showed a cold smile on his face and raised his hands slowly. Then, a breath of Xiao Sha gathered from all directions like his hands.

"The God of Xiaosha destroys heaven and earth." As he spoke, the spirit of Xiao Sha within a hundred Li was surging. In front of Qingye Zun, seven long swords of different colors appeared. The light was floating and the spiritual power was surging.

Although Zhang Xiaojian closed his eyes, he could hear and see everything in front of him clearly. At the moment when the seven long swords flew out, the green bottle in Zhang Xiaojian's hand suddenly shook, and countless green forehead leaves were suspended in the air, and then turned into green shadows all over the sky and tangled with the seven swords.

On the one hand, it is the spirit of Xiao Sha and the other is the God of Shengfa. The two of them are even. For a time, we can't see which one can take the upper hand.

The light of the sword circulates and sends out a sobbing wail. Sometimes, it comes to the sound of Zheng Zheng, just like thousands of troops.

Green leaves flow slowly. No matter how powerful the sword was, it became weak and finally dissipated in front of her.

Neither of them spoke, and they were constantly running spiritual power. The people next to them could see that there was a long tail behind them. The spiritual power of a hundred Li is constantly entering the body of two people. That kind of feeling, let a person gape.